“We can’t go on like this. Look at you! It’s killing you! And I – I can’t do it any longer, not the way we’ve been doing it till now... I can’t share you with something that passes itself off as a marriage, but is really habit and pride and... empty embraces, or worse. If I loved you less, I might be able to, but – I can’t. I won’t.”
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